Before the Hunt

Twelve: Seeing Gray Lines

POV Isaac

I'd went about my day with Jeff and Don because of our school getting closed down for a gas leak inspection (because the building itself is old as balls), so we all decided to meet up in Salt Lake and eat breakfast somewhere. I'd woken up around eight thirty to my aunt fixing her bedroom door since it'd fallen off it's hinges from last Thursday. I sat up on the edge of my bed and let my blind hazel blue eyes adjust to the bright sunlight in my room. My aunt walked in with a pair of white tennis shoes and said, "Don's older brother, Rigby, came by this morning before work to give you these. He said you left them at their place last night from sleeping over." and she threw me the pair of old white shoes, then walked out of my bedroom to go to work. I waved goodbye from my bedroom window as my aunt got in her car and headed to work. And since I had to get ready for meeting up with my group of bastards, I had to roll out of bed and search in my drawers for something. I settled for my dark blue Nike sweatshirt with corduroy pants and my grey Vans and slipped them on as I had my toothbrush in my mouth and glasses on my head. I ran to the bathroom, spit out my toothpaste, ran my hands thru my hair, cleaned off my glasses, and said to my reflection, "You look like a crackhead, but that's okay, because you still love yourself." and I ran out the door with my metro card that Marceline let me have, my wallet, house keys, and headed to the downtown area. 

It was rush hour, so the traffic near the only crosswalk was hell. I tried my best to make a run for it, but some douche in a white Cadillac honked at me once the light turned red. I looked him dead in the eyes through his front window, and called out, "The light's red, fuck head!" and I flipped him off once I made it to the other side where the trolley car station was. The man gave me a death glare as he examined my attire, and then I realized I just flipped off Grant's dad. Shit. I saw him mouth the words, "What trash is that kid." as he drove off. So I called, "Fuck you too, white trash!" since I didn't care anymore about getting my ass beat by Grant, because Jeff could just karate kid his ass. I sat at the trolley station and waited for the car as I listened to the illegally downloaded songs by All Time Low and MCR, which Chloe dragged us into because she played "Na Na Na" after school on her loud speaker as she hung out with us. She got a D Hall slip, but I could tell the Mr. England was enjoying the song. He's one of those people that are more chill with his students than most of the older teachers.  

Once I got to Salt Lake I messaged Jeff to see where they were, but before I even sent the text, a pebble was thrown at me from the local diner. And the person that threw it was none other than Vinny. I forgot that the whole fucking theater crew was going to join us because they wanted to get to know us better. I really only knew the twins and Beau, because Beau is like the illegal downloading music dealer of the school, and the twins are friends with everyone. But the other "Theater Bitches" as Marceline calls them, I didn't know a soul. I found Jeff and Don talking with Marceline and Stephen about the production while I talked with Beau and the twins. "So... she got the part?" I asked Vincent, who was messing with his brother's hair. Vincent nodded, "Yep, but man can she fucking SING. She legit gave Archie an eargasm when we played around after she got the part." Archie rolled his black eyes and said, "Vincent, I'm gonna be real with you, it wasn't an eargasm, it was an orgasm." I nearly choked on my spit from laughing, because Archie being head over heals for Marceline wasn't a secret. But we all knew she could sing like Amy Winehouse, but I guess nobody told Archie. "What's she sing?" I asked, after trying to control my laughing ass. "She sang "Tears Dry On Their Own," as Archie played his saxophone and Ivory played her bassoon to the beat of the song. Let's just say, it left Mr. Kenny impressed," Vincent explained as he harassed Archie more. "Well I'm fucking starving, can we eat now? The whole crew's here," Don called out as he held the door open for us. We all agreed with Don and headed into the diner for some old fashioned breakfast.